After school when the last bell rang I tried to give Jaehwa a call before she started heading home. I didn't know where her last class was so I didn't have a clue on where she may be at the moment. Jaehwa didn't answer. I called Taehyung thinking that it was possible she was with Yoongi. 

"Hello?"
"Hey Taehyung. Do you know if Yoongi left with Jaehwa today?" I asked. The other party hummed before answering. 
"Hm, no. Yoongi left for the basketball courts after school." I kept the location in my mind after thanking Taehyung and headed to the place myself. 

There were so many things I wanted to talk to her about, get my head cleared. I had no doubt she had her fair share of things to ask me, too. By the way I stormed away and left her without a moment's notice, she had to be wondering what happened to me all of sudden, why I lost my cool. It was so unlike me: fighting back, losing my temper. Jaehwa knew I liked to keep things to myself, but she always warned me not to bottle it up. She had me promise if anything was eating at me, to confide with her, because she would listen. I felt like Jaehwa was the only one who would listen to me when I've lost my wits or even had any internal problems, whether it was school related or family oriented. But this time, for some reason, I didn't know where my confusion lied. Why was I sick to my stomach? And why did it happen after yelling at Jimin? 

Halfway toward the gym I paused. Is Jungkook going to be there? I wondered. I remembered I ditched the last class to lay in the nurse's office. I kept walking. If Jungkook was worried, he would have texted me. Which he didn't. Not so surprisingly I was glad he didn't ask if I was okay. To be honest I didn't know myself if I was okay.

I pushed hard on the gym door, hearing a creak when it opened. The gym was empty except for two bags placed on the bleachers. The room smelled of the wooden boards and a hint of dust(?) I'm not too sure what dust smelled like but the curtains that separated the gym in two sides gave off the scent of old fabric. I walked to where the two bags were and sat next to them quietly. The two other people on the courts didn't hear my entrance, which shocked me since the floorboards were so squeaky.

For a while I just watched Jaehwa and Yoongi play; they were having their own little one-on-one match with one another. Obviously Yoongi was slowing down for her. Jaehwa scored a few baskets without Yoongi's help. I wanted to clap but didn't want to break their focus. They really looked like they were breaking a sweat. Yoongi pulled his shirt up halfway to wipe his forehead. I intended to look away but I was too late when he flashed a sliver of his abdomen. Let's just say I didn't see anything. Jaehwa swiped her hand through hair, the sweat from her forehead making her hair bouncy when she pulled the hair back. Yoongi came skipping over and ruffled her head then kicked the ball she held under her foot, causing her to stumble over a bit. I saw her cuss at him quietly under her breath and I laughed. I must've laughed a little too loudly because she looked right at me, her eyes giving away her surprise. She was about to jog over to me until I stopped her:

"Don't worry. I'll wait until you're done." I put on a convincing smile and waved for her to get back to the game (hoping that would be soon.) Jaehwa nodded then turned facing the basket where Yoongi was waiting to start another round. He dribbled the ball once to Jaehwa then she returned it. Like a bolt, Yoongi swiped the ball and zoomed past Jaehwa to the three-point line. My eyes locked onto the intense game, watching Jaehwa turn her heel to immediately block Yoongi. It was too late. Yoongi placed his foot right on the line, angled himself for the shot and...

"Ah omma!" He cried out and the ball missed the net and bounced against the hoop. My shoulders fell when I exhaled a breath in a small laugh. Pfft And I thought Yoongi was gonna be fair that time around. Jaehwa had the same reaction as me when I saw her with her hands on hips in disappointed. She stared at the Yoongi who writhed on the floor in "pain" grasping his upper thigh. Jaehwa slowly moved over to Yoongi, making her disappointment in him apparent. All the while Yoongi was still whimpering like a baby. I tried to stop laughing because I was definitely too long over this. Jaehwa reached out one of her hands, the other still at her hip, and helped Yoongi up. Yoongi almost pulled Jaehwa over himself when he overwhelmed her with his weight. He caught her by the elbow and stumbled back himself a bit. My Han was covering my mouth in slight shock but everything was alright. Slyly, Yoongi took advantage of the situation, nuzzled his nose against Jaehwa's and pecked her lips. My lips scrunched up tightly when I hitched a breath and I turned away. This time I turned away fast enough. Although I've never been in a relationship, I wouldn't want people to be observing me if I was, especially during the sweet moments I'd want to share with my boyfriend, and him only. 

"Hey," someone tapped my shoulder. I peeked over and saw Jaehwa giving me a funny look. I wondered how long she'd been behind me considering she was just on the other side of the court with her boyfriend. "What's up?" She asked casually. Did she forget? I wondered. 
"Nothing. I just...need to talk to you about stuff." I replied just as casually. Yoongi came jogging behind Jaehwa in a fresh shirt and what looked like newly washed hair judging by its slight dampness. 

"What're you guys talking about? Hi Hyemi." The male greeted me with the same extent of casualty. I assumed everyone was trying to avoid what had happened an hour ago.
"None of your business." Jaehwa looked up at Yoongi with a pout. My eyes widened for a bit and looked away by her comment, but in my head I was giggling. Yoongi narrowed his eyes playfully at his girlfriend, bringing his face dangerously close to Jaehwa's. "You, are my business." Jaehwa avoided him by pushing his chest, making his stumble back. Again, I looked in all different directions while their exchange occurred. Yoongi only laughed and wrapped his arm around the frame of Jaehwa's waist, keeping her close. This time she didn't object. 

"Are you coming to hang with us today Hyemi? All of us are gonna go swimming at Jin's house in a bit." I was about to respond to the invitation but Jaehwa beat me to it. 
"Actually, Hyemi and I need to go to the Internet cafe for a research project." I looked from Jaehwa to her boyfriend. Yoongi pouted at his girlfriend and tugged at her waist. 
"No fun." I heard him grumble. Then Jaehwa retaliated with "You should be researching too," but Yoongi smiled instead, waving the matter away with his attitude. The two gathered their things, preparing to leave. Yoongi picked up the basketball he brought with him then said his goodbyes to leave first. He kissed Jaehwa's cheek sweetly; I thought I saw Jaehwa's heart flutter right before my eyes by the way she looked back at him lovingly. He mouthed "call me" as he slid his free hand passed Jaehwa's, letting it fall delicately between them when he left. Jaehwa's lips curled in a smile when she nodded and her boyfriend finally left us alone. Like a 360 change Jaehwa turned to me tilting her head.
"Shall we go, too?" 

We went to an Internet cafe just like Jaehwa told Yoongi. I'd never been to one before; it was exactly like the name implied. It was cafe where you could buy food, drinks, and lounge around on couches or tables. And it was a place where you can get on the computer for an hour to do whatever you pleased for a price. You couldn't bring food or drinks to the individual computer cubicles - naturally. After about half and hour of silence I peered over to the computer next to me to see what Jaehwa was doing. To my surprise she was actually doing work. 

"Oh wow. You're actually doing work." I thought aloud. Jaehwa hummed an "mhm" not letting her eyes leave the keyboard. I looked at her computer screen and saw a bunch of numbers. The sight burned my eyes and made me dizzy from the arrangement. 

"Hey Jojo. How did you and Yoongi get together?" That stopped her. Jaehwa sat back in her seat, pulled her arms away from the computer, then finally looked me straight in the face. 
"Why do you wanna know that all of a sudden?" She asked. There wasn't a trace of anger or annoyance in both her voice and her expression. If anything she was genuinely curious as to why I asked. I shrugged my shoulders. 
"Because you've never told me. One day you were single and the next you weren't. And I don't know, I'm just curious is all. I mean, no offense to him, but I did not expect you to be with someone like Yoongi." I realized how offensive my words sounded as soon as they fell off my tongue. The "no offense" part made it worse. However instead of getting angry, Jaehwa laughed and nodded. 
"Me neither." She said.
"Huh? Then how? Tell me!" I insisted, shaking Jaehwa's chair with both my hands. When she agreed to tell me I leaned in to hear her better. 

"The first time I met Yoongi...how about I start with how we met instead of where? Obviously we met at school. The first time I ever talked to Yoongi was last year. During my history class we were taking a test. I wasn't the best at history but I guess I'm good enough to pass with a decent grade. Anyways during the test, Yoongi was sitting next to me and I saw his eyes flicker over at my test a few times. At first I decided to ignore him and just shift my position so that he couldn't get a look."

"It worked for a while then my pencil broke while we had to write the essay. While I was getting another piece from my pencil case, Yoongi looked over at my multiple choice that my essay paper didn't cover completely, which was at least one-fourth of the test. When I caught him that time I was really frustrated because he wouldn't lay off. I kicked the edge of his desk. Apparently I kicked it hard enough to get his eraser to fall. Yoongi bent over to pick it up and then threw it at my leg. The eraser bounced half-way between Yoongi and me. Right when Yoongi reached for it, the teacher came walking by the aisle and picked it up for him. Yoongi smiled like he was an innocent child and waited for the teacher to give it back. But believe it or not, the eraser had answers on it. To shorten that exchange up, Yoongi and I were both given detention and an F for that test." 

I took this moment to interrupt before she would continue with another incident. "You met Yoongi in detention?" I asked incredulously; definitely not what I thought - oh wait, for Yoongi, then it was expected. Sorry Yoongi I sent him an apologetic thought. After confirming my accusation, Jaehwa nodded and went on. 

"So yeah. We both got detention. And you know how detention is an hour in a closed up classroom, basically a study hall? Well that whole hour Yoongi and I spent arguing with each other. I blamed him for cheating and getting me dragged into detention. Then he blamed at me for not "helping" him and then "attacking" him for trying to get me to help. So that turned into a more heated argument and yeah we left after a hour." Her explanation didn't convey anything. I didn't think they would argue and then the next day get together; because that doesn't make sense. 

"So the getting together part?" I urged. Jaehwa pointed her finger in the air and nodded like she had forgotten that was the point of the story-telling - which she did. 

"Over the summer I needed money so I thought, 'hey, why not be a tutor? I did fairly well in all my classes.' So I signed up for that. And the person I was assigned to tutor was-" 

"Min Yoongi." We said at the same time, reaching equilibrium. We laughed for a moment then Jaehwa went on. 

"Ha, yeah. You have no idea how annoyed I was. An hour of Min Yoongi was torture. Six weeks? I remember thinking it was cruel and unusual punishment. I thought we'd be yelling at each other every day for those whole six weeks. But, but. We did not. The first week was rough. Yoongi wasn't too thrilled with me being his tutor but he accepted it on the third day. Me on the other hand took the whole week to get warmed up to him. Not even lying, Yoongi would find every single way to annoy the hell out of me. I was this close to quitting. When I threatened that I would, all the jokes stopped. Well, most of them. Yoongi started to cooperate and he picked up really quickly on what he was being taught. 

"On the fifth week, it was before the final to pass the class he failed. He asked me out. He wasn't romantic or anything he just asked straight out if I would go out with him. I thought he was joking so I decided to carry on the joke. I told Yoongi I'd go out with him if he got an A on his final. It didn't matter what kind of A he got, just as long as he got it. He accepted my challenge confidently and that was that. The next day you know what he got? He got a 100%."

Even I couldn't hide the utter shock at the result. I couldn't help but wonder if Yoongi accepted the challenge because he knew he would win or he got a perfect score because of it. Either way, I couldn't help but think of how cute it was. I didn't ask Jaehwa to continue; I could guess how it worked out anyway. Hearing her story only made me envy her a bit. Jaehwa and Yoongi's love story was so...real. There wasn't any love at first sight, no feelings toward each other at all when they first met, their first date wasn't even how first dates usually happened. Hearing her story made me think of another thing: it wasn't anything like how mine and Jungkook's relationship was. If anything it was similar to mine and Jimin's...

I must've been a bit more deflated than I was earlier because Jaehwa had to kick my chair to get me to sit up. 
"Now why don't you tell me what really going on? Why'd you storm off today?" She asked bluntly. 
"Yeahhh...about that I...don't know exactly." Jaehwa's eyebrow came up, clearly not accepting any form of an excuse. 
"Is it about your confession to Jungkook? Did you do it yet? I kept forgetting to bug you about it so I put it off." I scratched the back of my neck.
"Not exactly. I plan to eventually but...especially not after what happened today." There was silence between the two of us. Jaehwa didn't look like she planned on saying anything more either. I knew she was in all-ears mode. To start, I pose a question. 

"Have you ever liked someone but there was always something or someone who always got in the way?" Jaehwa didn't exactly nod, but more like inclined her head like she understood. "Well, yeah that's how it is for me. And this 'thing' is the only thing preventing me from confessing to Kookie." I automatically felt dumb for using his nickname but just waved it off in the end. "I don't how it does because, I mean, I can pretty much confess whenever I'm comfortable. But the thing is that ever since he came in I just can't did myself confessing to Kookie any time soon." 

"You said 'he' that time." Jaehwa pointed out. My eyes met Jaehwa's gaze and her eyes looked at me expressionless. 

"Whatever. 'He' 'it' same difference. He might as well be an 'it.' Anyways I did stand up against that thing and everything changed. He...didn't fight back. He didn't sneer or anything. He took the hit. And when I saw him, I felt my heart break. I know that sounds completely and totally stupid but I literally felt it. All the way to my stomach my heart fell and just had to leave." 

Jaehwa took in my whole explanation, not commenting on how many times I slipped with the 'he.' I knew I said those though. Just replacing 'he' with 'it' made me feel guilty again. 

"And I'm just really confused. Like, why do I feel so guilty for making him feel bad? He makes me feel horrible all the time! He makes me feel all these different things, like he controls my emotions. If he's happy and not bothering me, I'm happy. If he's angry, he'll make me angry. If he's sad, I feel...weird. It's just...confusing!" If only I had a broader vocabulary to explain what I felt with the best possibly word. 

We both took a moment to let the atmosphere sink in. To let all the words I spewed out sink into Jaehwa's brain to diagnose what exactly my problem was. After a while she sat up in her seat, raked her hand through her hair, letting it fall to her preferred side, then crossed her arms. 

"You wanna know what I think?" She said after the silence. I nodded an urge her to tell me anything. 
"Yes. Tell me now." She paused again for a moment, as if thinking whether she should go on and tell me. 

"I think you like Jimin." 

sorry for the late update. (and typos since I didn't edit it too much) but the chapter is longer so does that cover it? lol 

feel free to express your thoughts :)

This was kind of Yoongi x Jaehwa chapter lol~